CHAPTER 27

Where did all these come from?," Nadine asked in awe as she observed the array of dishes on the patio.

She had taken a tour of the house after Nicholas left her. It was a large villa and she was tired by the time she was done and had decided to take a nap, resisting the tempting call of the private pool, not wanting Nicholas to see her swimming naked or even wearing a swimsuit.

He had woken her hours later and she had been surprised she slept that long. He had told her to step out with him to the patio for dinner. She had been surprised, thinking he made them dinner.

But Nicholas could never have cooked the meals in front of her.

"I've an invisible crew that see to the running of this place. Who did you think got the place ready for our stay?," he asked.

"I was going to ask but I forgot all about it. I'm really impressed," she said. In actual fact, she had wanted so badly to ask him but kept the question to herself.

"Then help yourself," he said as he drew out a chair for her to take her seat.

"Thank you," she said. She was more than ready to dig into the sumptuous dishes, realizing she was famished from all the day's activities.

Nicholas watched her eating, loving the way she ate without a care in the world. She wasn't one of the several models he had encountered in his life who were either on a diet or fasting and some were terrible, picky eaters. He never liked his woman to be all bones.

He didn't know why he ever dated women like that in the first place, then he reasoned it was for the sex. He didn't mind a woman's personality as long as she didn't want anything other than sex or his connections or what his money could buy.

Now, Nadine was his spec. She had soft curves that made him go crazy just by looking at her. He loved every delectable inch of her body.

Nadine became conscious of Nicholas watching her and she dropped her fork, munching on her mouthful of food.

"Why did you stop?," he asked her.

"Because you aren't eating but watching me and that makes me very uncomfortable," she replied, not meeting his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I just love watching you eat, makes me feel full," he said.

"I don't believe that. You don't mind that I eat more than is normal for a lady?," she asked, self-conscious.

"I love that you love food, I've always loved that about you," he replied.

Nadine stared at him, surprised he even loved a thing about her. Where was all his hostility of a few days ago? He had been so nice, she thought.

She shrugged "I don't care what you think anyway. It's none of your business how much I eat or how many extra pound I add," she said picking up her fork to take a large forkful into her mouth.

"It's my business Nadine," he said. The tone of his voice made her look up at him. He was staring so intently at her, she had to avert her gaze, paying all her attention to the delicious meal that had suddenly gone bland.

All she really wanted then was to taste him.

Nicholas continued to stare intently at her. She gave up the pretense of eating and looked back at him.

"What? Does watching me eat interests you that much?," she asked, noting he had barely eaten a thing.

"Yes it does. What are you going to do about it?," he asked in a dangerously low whisper.

She held his gaze, watching him as he rose from his chair and started towards her. She swallowed, anticipating what was to come.

"I want you Nadine, I want you now," he said never breaking their intense eye contact. He crouched down to her eye level, placing his hand on her thigh. His touch sent electricity down her nerve endings, all assembling between her thighs.

"I want you too," she said in a shaky voice she didn't recognize as her own.

He drew back her chair and carried her in his arms, heading towards their bedroom.

She didn't protest for him to put her back on her feet. This time, she enjoyed it, thinking it might probably be the last time he carried her in his arms.

He laid her on the bed so gently, like she was a porcelain doll.

He took his time undressing her then himself, all the while holding her gaze. She watched him move to lay with her on the bed, her senses going into overdrive as he took her into his arms.

Nicholas just held her, her naked form to his for a while, taking pleasure in the simple act. It felt so relaxed and intimate.

She moved on top of him, straddling him and dropped kisses on his face. He watched as she moved down his body, he breasts tantalizing him as she did.

She never broke their eye contact until her eyes were level with his arousal. She gave him a wicked smile then dropped her gaze to his manhood. She took the jutting length in her hand and brought it to her lips for a tentative kiss.

He jerked violently, growling deep in his throat. She dropped wet kisses all over his length, teasing him then she took the tip in her mouth.

"Fuck," Nick swore violently as she took the whole of him in her mouth. He felt like he was about to combust from the pleasure of the heat from her mouth surrounding him. She took him out, then took all of him in again.

He couldn't take anymore or he was going to come. He tried to get her up but she didn't stop blowing him. She caressed his balls and he came with a shout in her mouth. She didn't relent, taking him in her mouth and swallowing his release.

He looked dazed as she slide back up his body, sporting a satisfied grin as she looked into his eyes.

"You'll be the death of me," he said as he wrapped his arms around her.

"It'll be my pleasure Mr Cole."

He took pleasure in reciprocating the favour and see her shattering in his arms moments later. Then he donned a condom and slide into her welcoming heat.

Nicholas watched her as he slide in and out of her, she watched him back with so many emotions fleeting across her face. Passion, hunger....love? He wasn't so sure of the last but if it was, he planned on getting it off her lips.

He rotated his hips rhythmically, driving slowly her then withdrawing with the same maddening pace. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing his head down to hers for a kiss and breaking their eye contact. She couldn't continue looking him in the eyes while he made love to her body. It left her open and vulnerable to him.

It made her want to blurt out how she truly felt about him.

Nicholas kissed her passionately, his tongue mimicking his driving motion inside her. Her hands glide all over his back and squeezed his butt, angling her hips and taking him deeper inside her.

"Nick..," she moaned his name brokenly when he broke the kiss to look into her passion filled eyes.

"Come for me honey, I want to see you come with me inside you," he said passionately, watching her eyes glaze over as her ecstasy hit her hard.

Her body tightened around him and he gave a primal sound that signalled his own peak. He thrust into her once, twice and came inside her, his body jerking violently atop her.

He held her in his arms later, shaken by the extent of his release.

Nadine felt the tears burning her eyes. How could she feel so much love for him? It was shattering her heart not to be able to tell him how she truly felt about him. And what would be the point? He didn't have any love in him for her, she shuddered violently on her repressed sob, the tears falling from her eyes silently.

Nicholas felt her stiffen in his arms before he felt the wetness on his chest where her head laid.

"Hey baby," he said turning her face up to his "Did I hurt you? Are you alright?," he asked with concern lacing his voice.

"No, I'm fine," she said dropping her head back on his chest, breaking their eye contact.

Nicholas wasn't buying it "Then why are you crying? Did I do something wrong?," he asked.

She shook her head violently in reply. She couldn't bring herself to form words, she didn't want to burst into loud sobs while he watched. She needed to get away from him, and she moved to leave his arms. He held tightly onto her.

"Talk to me Nana, what the hell is wrong with you?,"

"I'm fine, I just need to use the bathroom," she replied brokenly, not meeting his eyes.

"Nadine..."

"Let me go, please," she pleaded before she became a sobbing mess in his arms.

Nicholas released her reluctantly and she raced for the bathroom. She got in and locked the door in case he got it onto his head to come after her. Then she sank to the marbled floor and gave in to the tears.

Her heart was breaking and she couldn't do anything about it. She had thought it wouldn't hurt like the first time since she was prepared for it this time around but it didn't hurt less.

It hurt more.

Nicholas laid in bed dumbfounded. He wanted to go after her but thought better of it.

By the end of the night, one thing he knew for certain was that he was still in love with Nadine.